Type-Moon lists the top ten virtues, and the defense of Valhalla is broken

At this moment, watching Tristan suddenly appear in the light curtain, countless viewers became more worried.

Because they knew that this was another Knight of the Round Table!

The Chaldeans had to face one more enemy!

All the viewers knew that the situation was getting worse!

Now they were already stretched thin just dealing with one Knight of the Round Table...

"If Wang Ha could step forward at this moment, how great it would be! He would definitely make the enemy come and go without a single piece of armor left!",

The audience couldn't help but think so.

In the world of the Fourth Holy Grail War:

"Even Tristan has appeared..."

"However, did Arashka Mango, who was revered as a great hero, just leave the stage in disgrace?"

Weber muttered to himself.

And on the other side of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

"Sir Tristan..."

As the members of the Knights of the Round Table appeared one after another, Artoria was at a loss for a moment.

"You used to be so gentle and kind, how could you now allow the soldiers to massacre the villagers, and even spare the King of the Pure after his rebellion?"

"What kind of king have I become in that world? Why is even a king like me worthy of your swearing to follow?"

At this moment, the video continued to play in the light screen!

[Bedivere stared at Tristan's closed eyes and asked in confusion: "Your eyes...!"]

["Yes, in order to no longer witness the endless sadness that is about to spread." Tristan responded calmly, without a trace of ripples on his face. 】

【“Sad?” Bedivere was furious when he heard this, “Is this your excuse for slaughtering innocent civilians? “Four-three-zero”?” She stood up suddenly and angrily rebuked: “Have you forgotten the glory of the Knights of the Round Table?”】

【“No, this is my supreme loyalty to the Lion King!” Tristan’s face was low and blurred, making it difficult to see his true expression. 】

【Hearing Bedivere’s words, she resolutely drew out her long sword and slowly stepped forward. The tip of the sword drew a cold light in the air. 】

【“Buzz——!” With a soft hum, Tristan gently plucked the string-like treasure in his hand. In an instant, a dazzling red light condensed into an arrow, shot out, and collided violently with Bedivere’s sword! 】

【"What admirable courage!" Tristan's mouth was full of praise, but he did not slow down the speed of his hands at all. His fingers flew and the movements became more and more rapid. 】

【The red arrows were fired continuously at an astonishing speed and frequency, attacking Bedivere like a storm. She could only swing her sword, block left and chop right, and approach Tristan step by step with difficulty. 】

【"You also exude such a strong murderous aura, which is really heartbreaking!" Tristan's voice was a little sad, but the corners of his mouth were raised with a meaningful smile. 】

【"There has never been aKnight, it is perfect to cooperate with you so well! "Bedivere's tone was very firm, but he felt a wave of pain in his heart, "We used to be..."】

["Former friends." Tristan closed his eyes and added with a smile, as if recalling the good old days.]

[Because they were once close friends, Bedivere's anger became more intense.]

[She suddenly jumped forward, the tip of her sword pointed directly at the treasure in Tristan's hand, and shouted angrily: "I don't agree with what you did! I will cross your body and question the palace!"]

[Tristan pushed Bedivere hard, pushing him back a few steps, then frowned and said in a low voice: "Let you meet the current king? I can't think of anything more sad than this."]

The world of the fifth Holy Grail War:

"Sure enough...did I miss something? "

Altria saw the knights who had fought side by side now fighting each other, and her heart was in pain.

She knew very well how well they had cooperated in the past, but now they were in such a situation.

And in the light curtain.

[At the moment when Bedivere was knocked back, she stepped forward again, with golden light flashing in her hands, gathering powerful power.]

["Holding the sword tightly, Silver Arm Excalibur! "She shouted loudly, and the sword light soared into the sky like a silver dragon, vowing to cut off this endless sorrow and entanglement.]

[A flash of golden light cut through the air and went straight to Tristan's vitals. However, when the smoke cleared, Bedivere suddenly knelt on the ground, in great pain.]

["That's the sound of burning bones and flesh..."]

[Tristan's body was covered with blood, staring at the curling green smoke coming out of Bedivere, his face as gloomy as water, "This smell... is really..."]

[He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, but his words were full of coldness: "Let's use our friendship to put an end to this tragedy!"]

["Does it mean that every time Bedivere uses the Silver Arm, he has to endure the pain of burning bones and flesh?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked reluctantly.]

["Yes, she has used it three or four times, and her condition has become worse after each time. Now, after using it, even standing seems to be difficult..."]

["But if we don't use this power, how can we compete with the Knights of the Round Table?"]

[Tristan once again moved the Noble Phantasm in his hand, trying to launch an attack, but this time it was firmly blocked by Mashu's shield.]

[Under the guidance of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Bedivere took advantage of the shield and approached Tristan step by step.]

["In the name of the Command Seal, Mashu! Let the rising wall of determination shine and protect the innocent people!" Fujimaru Ritsuka decisively exercised the power of the Command Seal.]

[The blue light shone on the shield again, and the magic circle of the pentagram shone brightly. Tristan's arrows fell like raindrops, but they could not penetrate this solid defense at all.]

["The phantom of crying, Failnaught! Dance as my heart wishes! "Tristan saw that Bedivere's right hand was shining brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and hurriedly activated the treasure.]

[However, it was too late. Bedivere's determination was like a blazing flame, and she shouted loudly: "Devouring my soul, rush!"]

["Hold the sword tightly, Silver Arm Excalibur!"]

[With this earth-shaking roar, Bedivere's sword light was like a silver dragon out of the sea, directly hitting Tristan's vitals, vowing to end this tragedy.]

[As the bright light dissipated, Tristan fell to the ground, and Bedivere also fell on the battlefield because he couldn't bear the side effects of the silver arm.]

[At this moment, a mysterious light suddenly lit up in the sky, illuminating the entire world like daylight.]

["A high-density magic reaction appeared in the sky! Everyone, evacuate here quickly! "Dr. Roman's voice sounded anxiously, full of urgency.]

[Everyone looked up at the sky after hearing this. They saw dark clouds, spinning endlessly, and a beam of holy light penetrated from the dark clouds, like a sacred light, illuminating the entire world.]

[In that light, a huge spear emitting golden light slowly descended, carrying endless majesty and power.]

["This is... the judgment of the Lion King! Holy Spear Longmeniad! "Tristan, who was lying on the ground, spoke with difficulty, his voice full of awe.]

At this moment, the barrage instantly boiled.

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[Iskander: What? Even his own people are to be judged together? What on earth did the little girl in this world experience to become like this?!]

[Weber: How cruel is that lion king? He didn't even let his own subordinates go?]

[Jack the Ripper: But that light... exudes such a holy and sacred breath, as if it can wash away all sins and give people salvation...]

[Gildred: What kind of treasure is this? It actually has such a terrible power!]

The world of the fifth Holy Grail War:

Tohsaka Rin witnessed this scene and her face suddenly changed: "This is the Holy Spear! Lungminyard! This is not a weapon that can be forged by humans, but a legendary weapon made by God! ”

Her heart was filled with shock and uneasiness. Could anyone really resist such a treasure?

In the Emiya Mansion, Artoria's face turned pale: "How is this possible... If they use the Holy Lance, they will all die..."

At this moment, the video continued to play in the light screen!

["Sir Tristan! What are you thinking?" Bedivere asked angrily, her voice full of unwillingness and disappointment.]

[Tristan's originally calm face became excited at this moment: "We are not crazy! We are just carrying out rectification!" His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if he was defending his behavior.]

["ThatThe king has abandoned the people. Goodbye, my dear friend. "Tristan's voice was low and sad, as if he was putting an end to this friendship.】

[Bedivere felt a pain in his heart when he heard this. She ordered Fujimaru Ritsuka to unfold the shield, hoping to provide them with a little protection at this last moment. 0 ....

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["But what about the villagers? What about you?" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted anxiously, her voice full of concern for Bedivere and worry about the future.】

[Bedivere lay on the ground, thinking about his past.】[]

[A trace of relief flashed in her eyes: "I can only go this far." Her voice was weak, but full of determination.】

[However, at this moment, a familiar figure staggered into their sight. It was Arash, his body dripping with blood, but his eyes were extremely firm: "Don't give up! There is still a way!"】

["This is not your burial place! "Arash's words were full of power, and the blue light under his feet flickered, as if guiding him. He picked up the bow and arrow in his hand, his eyes firm: "Show your loyalty to the last moment!"]

[Bedivere, who fell to the ground, looked at Arash's back, with complex emotions in his heart: "No..." There was a hint of pleading in her voice, but more of admiration and reluctance for Arash.]

[She knew that Arash was going to use his life to fight for a glimmer of life for them.]

[In front of the extremely brilliant holy spear, Arash's figure seemed like an insignificant dust, but he still firmly raised the bow and arrow, aiming at the holy spear that was as dazzling as the sun.]

[He began to chant the ancient spell, and every word was full of prayers for light and power.]

["Lord of the Sun! You are the Lord of Light who gives wisdom, dignity and power to all things! Please understand my intentions, my thoughts, and the cause I am about to accomplish! "]

[Under the pressure of the Holy Spear, even the towering mountains seemed insignificant. However, Arash on the ground showed no fear, his eyes were as firm as iron, as if he was ready to sacrifice everything.]

["Come, God of the Creation of Stars and Moons! Please grant me courageous deeds, let me show the divine power with this broken body!"]

[He was already seriously injured, blood was falling like drizzle, and the blue light spots emanating from his body were gradually dissipating, as if his vitality was fading away bit by bit.]

[But he still persisted, using up his last bit of strength to pull the bow to full string.]

["When this blow is fully released, my body will be shattered in an instant! ”】

[He let out a roar full of despair, and the roar shook the world, as if it would shake the entire universe.]

[Then, he loosened the bowstring he had tightly grasped, and the arrow carrying magic power and everyone's hope streaked across the sky like a meteor and flew towards the Holy Spear.]

[In this vastUnder the vast sky, the arrow seemed so small, as if it was just a fleeting firework. 】

[However, the will contained in it was so indestructible that it seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles. 】

["Bang!"]

[After a loud bang, the arrow carrying hope collided violently with the holy spear like a meteor. 】

[The power of the arrow actually blew up the tip of the holy spear, and then the holy spear was like a disassembled sweater, turning into thin threads and scattering. The golden light also dissipated, gradually turning into black ash, and finally disappeared in this world. 】

[Arash's sacrifice was not in vain, he used his life to exchange for the vitality of everyone. 】

At this moment, Chaldea:

All the staff seemed to be frozen in time at this moment, and then a burst of incredible uproar broke the silence.

"Is this... is this really true? Am I dreaming?" Someone rubbed his eyes, as if he wanted to confirm that what he saw was not an illusion.

"I must have gotten up the wrong way today. How could this be possible..."

"The key is that it was a head-on collision! And it was a blow released when Alash was seriously injured!" Someone exclaimed, with a tone full of disbelief.

"An ordinary-sized arrow can actually defeat the huge holy spear that emits sacred light... This is simply a fairy tale! You know, even the mountains seem so small in front of the holy spear!" Another person added, with a shocked tone.

"This is not just a battle, but a collision between humanity and divinity! In order to protect the people, Alash stepped forward and fought against the holy spear that represents God's ruthless punishment!" At this time, Dr. Roman spoke.

And Leonardo da Vinci behind Dr. Roman was also shocked: "As a mortal, he hit a blow from God.".